Damon's POV: I lay in bed with my arms wrapped around Sherry. After the little talk our wolves had, they gave us back control, and I took that chance to be with my mate. I lifted her up and went with her to our bedroom, laying down and holding her in my arms. There were no more words shared between us, just warmth. I shifted and pulled away from her when a knock sounded at the door. She sat upright and rubbed my back gently. Since knowing and understanding why I had acted that way, she was giving me supportive gestures without a word, and that made me feel so much better. "Come in," I answered. Maggie walked in with Xiao by his side. "What now?" I asked coldly. "Alpha, I don't really know how bad your situation was with my past Luna, but I can vouch for her that she's not in a good place," he said, then continued. "When Luna Debby first came into our pack, she was one of pride and happiness. The Alpha met her on his hunt and instantly knew that she was his mate. He wasted no
Debby's POV: "All you need is rest so that the medicine can kick in and work. The unborn pup is fine, and you will recover in no time," a healer said, then walked out of the ward room. I looked at the ceiling as tears rolled down. I was back at the same old pack I had destroyed with my own two hands. How things fall apart. The same Alpha and his pack I hated with my very life and breath were the ones helping me out. Was this my punishment? If it was, then it was very painful. How was I going to face a mate I rejected and wanted dead? Would he look at me or even give me a second chance? No, he promised to take my life if we ever crossed paths, so definitely, my death was just around the corner. I quickly sat upright when Damon walked in with his woman. Behind him were Alec and Maggie. I was scared of him, but not as scared as I was of that monster. Maggie quickly went to my side and touched my shoulder. "Calm down and stop moving around too much. You might hurt your wrist. Th
Johnson's POV: Is she fucking him right now? Perhaps begging him to take her back? Those thoughts invaded my mind as my wolf grew impatient with each passing minute. The only reason I had sent her with him was because I wanted her to study the place and report back to me on time. If I was going to take Damon down, I needed to know how big his pack house was, how many warriors were guarding it, and how many of them lived in it. I also needed to know how many high ranks were with him or if he had some other supernatural beings serving him. Our plan was simple: send the bitch in and have her give us the needed information. Since she was his first mate, he definitely had a soft spot for her. "Was it a wrong move to send the whore over there?" I asked my Beta angrily. "I told you, didn't I? You should have chained her to a tree. What if she gets his sympathy and help?" My wolf growled. "Relax, Alpha. I'm sure she knows her place and who she serves. I believe and trust she will be back
Maggie's POV: "Is it done?" Debby asked once I stepped out of the tent. She was breathless, and her hand was bloody, as well as the knife she was holding. A shiver went down my spine as I composed myself. There was no doubt that she was a heartless killer when it came to those she wanted revenge on. How could she easily stab the very mate who was the father of her unborn child? I did know she was going to watch him partake of the poisoned whiskey, but what I didn't see coming was her stabbing him. "Yes, and it worked perfectly fine, exactly as you had predicted. They stopped me from testing the whiskey," I answered. "Of course they did. The three of them were selfish and very greedy when it came to liquor," she said, then looked at her bloody knife with a smile. "Please excuse me, Maggie. I need to make sure those two are dead as well," she said, then walked into the tent where the Gamma and Beta were. After a few minutes, she came out with blood dripping from her hands. "Now
Damon's POV: "She is finally gone," I whispered softly, then glanced at Sherry, who was sitting next to me at the edge of the bed. "How are you feeling?" she asked in concern as she stood up and moved to my desk where the whiskey bottle was, grabbing it. "Annoyed. I was so sure she was going to manage to kill Johnson and his Beta because she was a killer, but a part of me still thought she would perish first," I answered honestly as she laughed softly and picked up the whiskey glass in her other hand. "You know, Debby will forever be grateful to you," she said, then walked to where I was and stood in front, extending the whiskey glass to me. "I doubt that," I answered after I had taken it. She poured the liquid into the glass then gestured for me to drink. I quickly drank all of it in one gulp and groaned as a wave of relief washed through me. "More," I whispered softly. She smiled then poured more into the glass. I drank again, but this time taking it slow. "Tomorrow I'll
Alec's POV: My guard was up as I glanced at Debby in the rearview mirror a few times while I drove. The only time I stopped driving was when I was at a gas station or a motel to relieve myself, eat, or take a bath. Of course, our rooms were separated, and we both kept to the same schedule to continue our drive. For two days, Debby seemed to ignore my existence, and I did the very same thing. She said nothing, and she seemed focused on looking at the environment we were driving through. We were already in human territory and on the side road driving to the beach house. On the side, I could see people diving into the water while some kids were playing, making sandcastles. The sun was about to set soon, yet they looked carefree and unconcerned. "Aren't you sleepy?" she asked in a low tone, surprising me. Why was she talking to me now? Was it because we were a few minutes away from the beach house, and she sensed it? "No," I answered coldly. "You know, I can drive too," she said as
Olivia's POV: "Ah, shit!" I exclaimed when the bowl of hot soup I was carrying slipped from my hands and shattered on the floor. Jay quickly came running from the living room into the kitchen where I was standing. "Olivia," he whispered, then rushed to my side to check my hands for any injuries. "I'm fine," I whispered softly, forcing a smile. "No, you aren't, sweetie. Look at your feet!" He exclaimed, and I looked down. They were slightly bruised from the hot soup that had splattered on them. "It's no big deal, Jay. I'm okay," I said in a low tone, then gasped when he swept me off my feet, carrying me in a bridal style without warning. "Jay!" I screamed at the top of my voice. He ignored me and walked with me to the bathroom, quickly putting me in the tub. I stood still, trying not to annoy or anger him in any way. "I said I'm fine," I said when he grabbed the shower pipe and turned on the cold water at my feet. A few minutes went by in silence as my mind wandered to Alec.
Alec's POV: "Hello, Olivia," I greeted my mate with a smile across my face as my mind wandered off to when I had left her at the beach. (A few hours ago) "What's wrong with you?" Debby asked seriously in the living room of the beach house. "Nothing," I answered and then walked to the balcony. It was night, and yet I wasn't willing to go back to the pack. Debby asked me a few times if I was going, yet I couldn't seem to give her a clear response. I looked at the bright moon, then sighed heavily as what had happened played into my mind. I felt so horrible, and my wolf was silent since then because he had no idea what to say to comfort the both of us. "Seriously, Alec, what is the problem? By now you should have gone back," she asked loudly. I turned and looked at her coldly. "My mate...." I trailed off then finished the sentence. "That human we met at the beach," I said as she kept quiet for a few minutes. "You are joking, right?" She asked at the top of her voice as she app